Mr. Reliable by Stephen Scholle

Silent tide tickles my toes
Thoughts of our walks along old coastal roads
Sun in my hair and sand ‘neath my feet
Cool breeze off the water relief from the heat

I imagine us walkin as we gaze at the sea
Old Mister Reliable you been there for me

We talked all the time
Shared silences too
When I think of the shore
I think of you

Now I’ve grown older raised kids of my own
Wish you’d have been there to see them grown
Now I’ve grown older, kids off on their own
Wish you’d still be here, cuz I’m walkin alone
Yes I'm walkin alone….
And I’m walkin alone

• Acoustic
• Blues
• Frontier Americana
• Jazz ballad
• Singer-songwriter
• Swing
• father-son
• jazz
• jazz ballad
• Hartsdale